Falstaff awoke and once again the sun was a little bright in his eyes but he was no longer in his comfy room that he had enjoyed the past two nights, no this place was different and had a cold and chilling sense about it. He moved his arm up from down by his side and noticed that it was no longer bear skin, but now had an emblem engraved on it, a J with shockwaves around it, while wondering how it had got there a tall figure masked the light in the room.
"Young homin, you were close to death itself, we could almost feel the icy hand taking you away but we brought you back with the power of Jena."
"Jena who is jena,where am I how did i get here?"
But as he said that the room was ablaze with sunlight once more and the figure had passed on. He was very perplexed with what he had just witnessed and the marking on his arm was begining to fade, which was what he thought was a good thing, for now.
He washed and left the room and by now the weather had changed for the worse, the bazzar was full of many of his friends sheltering from the harsh conditions that were going on around him. He decided to sell some of the materials he had picked up from killing the Yubos, the local town pest. With a few hundred dappers now in his pocket he bought himself a new set of clothes and he began to stronger. He headed out into the rain and quickly became chilly, but he carried on regardless as he new if he was ever going to become a better tryker he would have to train up his body.
A herd of Messabs was lingering off the west side of Waverton and he crouched to watch their movements, there seem to be some sort of unrest in the herd, he wondered if this was because of the weather or something mysterious that lurked in the distance, a shadow that he could put some familiarity to. The shadow was on the move and the herd was no very nervous indeed, it was soon joined by others and they began to circle the herd and drive weaker animals out.
Falstaff watched with a heavy heart as one of the messabs was torn apart by these vicious monsters. He walked towards a palm tree to get some shelter from the howling wind. He heard something close, he was wary as this could be a tricky situation so he backed away, a fellow tryker emerged from the foliage, he was injured badly. He yelled to Falstaff,
"Watch out"
Falstaff turned around to see a vile looking creature stairing at him, the eyes we fixed on him and Falstaff began to tremble. He looked down at his fellow homin and turned once more to face the creature, the adrenaline burst drove him to draw out his sword and sheild his friend.
He lunged again and again deep into the creatures body until it collapsed to the floor in a heap. Falstaff felt his side and his hand returned with blood seeping through his fingers, he fell to his knees and his mind began to darken. In the back of his mind he heard the words;
"Those who believe in themselves, will find it in them to regain what they have lost"
The words echoed throughout his head and he picked up his injured partner and staggered back to the village. The locals carried his friend to the medical center the sublevel of the main block of the village for treatment, and Falstaff collapsed on the decking outside of his room. For what he though was a eternity he slept. When he woke he could hear someone nearby uttering an enchantment and he began to feel something in his side, he once again moved his hand downwards and this time the blood had gone. The figure enchanting the words appeared with a smile on his face and held out his hand.
"Greetings my friend"..........
The journey of Falstaff - Chapter 2 Strange Faces and Actions of Heroism
The journey of Falstaff - Chapter 2 Strange Faces and Actions of Heroism
Zigarakk - Zorai Healer
"Roger that, let's run like hell!"
"Roger that, let's run like hell!"
Re: The journey of Falstaff - Chapter 2 Strange Faces and Actions of Heroism
How would you rate my stories so far, because if they are getting ur imaginations going then I would like to right a book on my adventures in Atys
Zigarakk - Zorai Healer
"Roger that, let's run like hell!"
"Roger that, let's run like hell!"
Re: The journey of Falstaff - Chapter 2 Strange Faces and Actions of Heroism
Wow that is awesome, i will follow this story for sure. *Constructive criticism* A bit of bad grammar in there, if you are serious about continuing this i suggest you type it in word first. *Constructive criticism*
Re: The journey of Falstaff - Chapter 2 Strange Faces and Actions of Heroism
Absolutely wonderful Falstaff, I've rated it 5* - btw, I looked for chapter 2 in the server specific (Arispotle) roleplay section. Would you post this there too?
Re: The journey of Falstaff - Chapter 2 Strange Faces and Actions of Heroism
Thanks for the feedback guys, i cant spell lol! but anyway part 3 coming soon this next week
Zigarakk - Zorai Healer
"Roger that, let's run like hell!"
"Roger that, let's run like hell!"
Re: The journey of Falstaff - Chapter 2 Strange Faces and Actions of Heroism
Hurry up! I can't wait for chapter three!